Sprawling, yet indolent
The warmth of cotton and wool
Captures the weary, the
tension is lost from the spool.
Coiling, and creamy white,
The embracing slumber of fools
Holds my bones enclasped,
Captures the sluggish and languid
Tears of leaking eyelids
Softening all around, like
infectious, yielding yet
invasive foes capturing all.
